Every Moment Was You Novels & Stories

I won't let you use me anymore. -Elenor, you're the love of my life, and I won't give up on you! Tears stream down my cheeks. When did I become so weak!? Why do I melt at the words thrown in the wind by a stranger!? -Well, if you love me as you say, don't get close to me anymore! -You can't ask me that, he says through clenched teeth. -That's what I want. -Until your memory comes back, I won't stay a second away from you. Got it?

One Two Three I jumped, in that instant everything had seemed to stop, I looked around me in slow motion and my eyes were on Nicholas Miller's face, I felt saved by him and so it was, like a hero without a cape or sword he had rescued me, his tousled hair in slow motion made him look so beautiful and those eyes that shone even more with the rays of the sun hitting his face made me vibrate in his arms. I closed my eyes with satisfaction.

Michael couldn’t help the small, amused smile that curved his lips. Joanna turned her eyes to him, and now any trace of coldness was gone from her expression. “I remember feeling so isolated,” she admitted quietly. “I felt like no one saw me. Everyone was so worried about you, and even before that, when I was accomplishing so much, you were still the apple of everyone’s eye. I didn’t know how to deal with it. I resented you for being the center of attention, even though I knew deep down that it wasn’t your fault. That’s it.”

🖤 And some betrayals cut too deep to forgive. COMING SOON. Trust no one. Betrayals cut too deep to forgive. COMING SOON. Trust no one.

We live each moment at a time, right? Yes, and that was what I chose to do. Relish that one-time juicy moment with a stranger.

“Now. You’re dead.” Everything was about to shift.

> “Not for what you were, or what you’ve become, but for who you are… right now, in this moment.” Aruna smiled, a deep, contented smile that reached her eyes. > “Right now… and every moment after.” Leonard leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple — a gesture full of respect, tenderness, and understanding. > “Then let’s face every moment together,” he said, his tone firm yet soft.

The answer came without hesitation, a single word resonating through their connection: Yes. Her knuckles tightened on the window frame. “Four months.” The words felt heavy on her tongue. Every hour is marked in my bones. Lyra snorted. “You say that like you’ve been counting every second.” Another breathless pause. Then, with raw honesty: Every moment since I found you.